As I was slowly passing by an orphan's home one day,
I thought I'd stop a little while just to watch the children play.
Alone, a boy was standing, and when I asked him why,
He turned with eyes that could not see and this was his reply.

People come for children to take them for their own,
But they seem to pass me by and why I never know.
I know they want to take me, but when they see I'm Blind,
They always pick some other child and I am left behind.

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No mommy's arms to hold me and soothe me when I cry,
Sometimes I feel so lonely, I wish that I could die.
I'll walk the street of heaven where all the blind can see,
Then I'll be like other kids, There'll be a place for me.